Uluru – Kata Tjuta – day 2

I’m typing this at 5 pm, and shortly we’ll have an early dinner … or will we(?) … before heading off to a different viewing area to check out the sunset – last night’s was staggering.

By 8 this morning we were all embarking on the guided Mala walk. “Mala” is the local ananguword for ‘rufous hare-wallaby’.
So glad we did this, as we checked out aboriginal cave artwork, waterholes (dried- up) and a magnificent rock-face. Amazing getting thatclose to Uluru itself. You don’t spend time out here without being soaware of the sacredness of these places.

Morning tea break at the Uluru Cultural Centre. … and after a but if gentle persuasion (because it hadn’t been on their sightseeing radar) we drove the 50 km Kata Tjuta (the Olgas) – the place meaning ‘many heads’. An apt description. Anyone travelling to Uluru must … must visit Kata Tjuta. So glad we did. Some great pics.

Dan cooked some sausages for a quick sausage sizzle lunch; then we headed back to Yulara … on an empty tank of fuel. Good news – we made it.

Back in the campground , Dan negotiated a new camp spot for us. Other campers had somehow parked in ours . No dramas … and not too many dramas as first time ever, I manoeuvred the Motorhome really well into spot #30. Phew!

Mid-afternoon Dale and I and later Dan are cooling off in the pool. Nice and refreshing.